Midnight Whispers
QAF Brian and Justin Fanfiction

Justin:

"Are you sure you can trust that man?" my grandmother asked me... again.

We were at her elderly care, Brian and two lawyers with us- representing each of them respectively. It's been almost a month since my parents kicked me out of the house. Brian and I were able to settle the business of my emancipation fast. The fact that when the woman in charge of my case contacted my father, he told her, and I quote: "I do no longer have a son. Whatever that fairy did, is no longer my problem".

Ketty, the woman in charge if my case, was indignant and helped us by speeding up my emancipation. It helped me opening my own bank account, which already has my salary of last month and this one. She also contacted my grandmother and told her about how badly my sperm donor behaved.

Nana was furious and soon contacted her lawyer to change the person in charge of our- Molly's and mine- trust funds. However, it took a while to convince her to trust Brian. You see, I can have power over my own trust fund, but as I am still a minor I couldn't handle my sister's. That I am emancipated doesn't count for a strange reason which I did not understand.

Nana could no longer trust her son-in-law to take care of her grandchildren, and my mother lost nana's respect by not standing up to my sperm donor. Which left her with no one to guard Molly's trust fund. When I offered Brian to be in charge of it, hell broke free. My boyfriend had to prove that he had a stable job with a good income, so nana would be assured that he won't fall into temptation and dig into Molly's trust fund money.

Brian also had to prove that he didn't want me just to get into the high society circle or to be his "little wife". Taking care of the house chores, his son, looking pretty and satisfying him in bed. I blushed so much that I feared all the blood had gone to my head, but strangely Brian didn't seem at all offended by what nana was implying saying.

It took a while and a lot of pleading kitten eyes- from both, Hunter and I- but at the end nana relented. Which led all of us to this situation. Me, nana, nana's lawyer, Brian and Brian's lawyer, in her room at the elderly care. All of us waiting for grandma to sign the papers transferring the powers over Molly's trust fund.

"I do, nana. Brian can be trusted" I interlaced our hands over the table, showing her how sure I was of the whole thing.

"If you are sure" nana sighed and finally proceeded into signing the papers "I wish you the best, my darling grandson" nana whispered into my ear, as she was hugging me, when we stood up to leave "And you..." she turned towards Brian "Take care of my Justin or I'll hunt you down!" she threatened- making me blush and Brian to laugh.

"Did you see? Everything ended up just fine" Brian said, when we were back in his jeep.

"Yeah" I replied "You missed the exit" I told him, puzzled, Brian never misses an exit.

"No, I didn't. Emy Lou agreed to watch over Hunter until tonight, so we can have our date: shopping and dinner afterwards. I do owe you a whole new wardrobe" he replied, a smug smirk on his face.

"Bri..." my complain died on my lips when my phone started ringing "Ah, hello?" I answered it without seeing the ID and almost ended up deaf.

"HOW DARE YOU MISS SCHOOL FOR A WHOLE THREE WEEKS WITHOUT EVEN TELLING ME? OR ANSWERING THE PHONE FOR THE MATTER?! DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED I WAS WHEN I WENT TO YOUR HOUSE JUST TO FIND OUT THEY KICKED YOU OUT WHEN THEY FOUND OUT YOU WERE GAY?! HOW THE HECK DID YOU EVEN GET THE SCHOOL TO LET YOU TAKE HOME SCHOOL LESSONS FOR THREE WEEKS?" Daphne screamed in my ear.

"Calm the fuck down! Jeez woman!" I said, quickly regretting it when it set my best friend into another rant "Ok, ok, I got it! Calm down, please Daph, and let me explain" I sighed when she finally stopped talking, then I proceeded to explain to her the whole situation "...as to why school let me study at home these last few weeks? Well, the school is full of snobs and discriminatory jerks. When the fact that I was bringing so much prestige to the school for being one of the finalists for for a very important internship for two years and later being the first high schooler to get it, even if it was on my third try... well, they practically let me do whatever I want. Especially when I am graduating one year earlier. They are so proud of me" I mockingly imitated the dean's voice when he called me into his office to congratulate me "At least, in comparison to Chris I do not use it to cover up my bullying" I finished explaining.

I gazed towards Brian, worried when he made a strange noise at the back of his throat when I mentioned Chris' name... it was similar to a growl.

But why would he growl at the mention of Chris? As solidarity towards me? But he doesn't know I was being bullied by the school's favorite jock? Those thought kept running around my head, until Daph's voice brought me back.

"I want to meet this Brian" my best friend demanded.

"She wants to meet me, doesn't she?" I heard my boyfriend say.

"I'm so sorry" I replied, taking the phone away from my face- so Daphne wouldn't hear our conversation "This keeps happening so much. I don't get why don't they understand you can be trusted"

"Sunshine, we have an age difference of twelve years and you are barely over the age of consent. They are just being cautious and assuring themselves that I am not taking advantage of you. I am fucking glad that at least some people in your life are not bastards not worth keeping around" he replied, making me fall in love with him all over again- crude words and everything "Why don't you invite her to dinner in a week? We are having the munchers over to meet you, we may also add your fag hag to the mix"

"You are the best, Bri" I told him, pecking his lips "Ok, Daph, you win. Come to dinner on Friday, next week. We are having some people over, we can add another plate to the table. I'll send you the address on a text"

I'm glad that things are finally working out for me... for us. I thought happily. I even get to have a date with my perfect lover today. Could things be even more perfect?

If I only knew things were going to go straight to hell on this date.

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